This poem was first published as: The Fall of the God in the 1998-1999, issue of The Crone Chronicles. And later online at: http://www.witchesandpagans.com. I now see clearly how the poem reveals my own inner landscape and the current-eternal struggle between the Divine Masculine Principle or “God” aspect—so ingrained in us by the male-dominated culture—plus the re-emergence of the Divine Feminine Principle or “Goddess” aspect of being. The poem ends with the assimilation of the Light or the God by the Dark, Yin Power or Goddess in what may be referred to as the Sacred Marriage or Conuinctio: the union of Light and Dark; Male and FemalePrinciples or Heaven and Earth.

These periods of shifting Inner Authority can have deeply disturbing repercussions within the collective and within in the individual. However, these sometimes violent PsychicEnergy Shifts, if allowed to run their course, can result in a reformation, reconfiguration and redefinition of who and what we, who call ourselves human, are.

I have experienced these shifts in my inner landscape, in cycles of death and rebirth during which the old, useless parts of the Self that no longer support and promote my evolutionary process die off; allowing a new and improved Self to slowly emerge. This can be a painful process but I am finding that these inner battles and shifts in power are part and parcel of one’s experience after the surrender of the ego—along with all of the whims and wants of the personality—to the Divine Mystery. The ego does not easily give up its ruler-ship, hence the ensuing inner battles and outer chaos. However, if I stay awake and hold on, allowing my Goddess Self to take the lead, guiding and directing every aspect of my being, life then becomes a paradise of peace and ease. Until, of course, the inevitability of forgetfulness sets in and I am once again plunged into the hypnotic enchantment of this human-created world of wealth, glamour, sex, drugs and rock and roll!

And so I, along with the rest of the inhabitants of this planet continue on an upward, evolutionary, ofttimes chaotic, painful and bloody spiral of birthing a new humanity…a new way of being…